Not many unicorns have a cutie mark for magic, and it seems that the ones that do go corrupt with power. So Celestia decided to conduct an experiment to see if the Princess of Friendship can turn them back onto the right path.

Once again, The Great and Powerful Trixie's antics gets Starlight Glimmer into a less than favorable mood. In a genuine attempt to apologize, Trixie discovers some feelings that could do much more damage than her actions ever could.

On the coldest night of winter, Trixie is wholeheartedly certain that her wagon would be able to keep her warm, but... she was wrong. Luckily for her, Starlight knows a very snuggly way to keep her warm.

Having waited all night to meet Starlight Glimmer and her new friend, Princess Celestia finally gets the opportunity to do just that. Within the halls of Twilight's castle, four ponies sit to share stories, worries, and declarations of friendship.

A fairly simple story but it speaks a lot about the focus character. On stage, Trixie is Queen and nopony can outdo her in her own domain. She's confident, knows what to do, and loves the attention it brings her.

However, off stage is where Trixie really struggles. Starlight is helping a bit there, but it's a slow process. The stares she gets in town are way worse as they aren't judging Trixie the performer, but Trixie the mare.

It would take somepony like Rarity (or Pinkie) to slowly ease her into a more relaxed and welcoming state. Not easy for both of them given Trixie's history with the town, but Rarity has the patience to weather through it.

Anyway, I really liked this little tale of Trixie slowly being welcomed in Ponyville. One step at a time, right? Well done!

Her eyes lazily hovered over to the building, though she couldn’t place anything special when comparing it to the other strangely colorful businesses from the very same district.

Aside from it looking a bit like a giant wedding cake.

And now Trixie was hungry. She cursed Rarity's name for the twelfth time that hour.

Sewing wasn’t a particularly difficult thing for Trixie, having done it before to serviceably fix the very same cape. She had managed to avoid leaving noticeable marks on the outside, though a perfect job it was not.

So... I guess the damage was too great (and powerful) in this case? Or the emotional damage tha came with it was enough that Trixie was too distraught to think of trying to fix the cape on her own.

Aside from that wrinkle, a wonderful story. I do love how hesvily Trixie's anxiety and cynicism color her perspective, and the shock of encountering genuine charity was captured very well indeed. As was glossing back over it in an attempt to save face with herself. Quintessential Trixie, that.